Crawling, walking, running, jumping with both feet. Jumping tantrums in many shops when her parents wouldn't buy her what she wanted. Pulling and carrying toys... misplacing them and making the house a mess. Crying for the toys she misplaced. Climbing on furniture, almost giving her mother a heart attack afraid she would fall. Throwing and kicking a ball towards her dad or grandpa or Uncle Sam. Walking up the stairs while holding the rail. Daddy teaching her how to brush her teeth and hair. Mommy doesn't have to help her pull up her pants anymore. She claims to be a big girl. Turning on the faucet and leaving the bathroom a mess. How did she even reach there? Holding up utensils and crayons with her fingers instead of a fist. Repeating every word she hears. 'Fuck you, Sam!' Araceli repeating what her aunt had said while on the phone. 'Fudge-you-same'. "No no bad word Ara." She would simple giggle at her pregnant aunt scolding her. Recently she had started using words like 'why daddy
On that faithful night, knowing tomorrow would be his first day. Eric was a nervous-wreck. His girlfriend was sleeping in their bed, snoozing to the sound of peacefulness, snuggled in the comfy blankets while he was sitting on the bathroom floor in his boxers still on what was now a forty-three minutes phone call with the mother of his child. There were so many titles he could call her but only 'mother of my child' seemed fitting. Not baby mama or ex-girlfriend. "What if they don't like me?" Eric asked. He had avoided finally getting into a classroom right after doing his undergraduate he continued into his postgrad with the fear of actually having to be in a classroom. He furthered his studies because he feared, actually having to apply the skills he had acquired."Why wouldn't they like you? If you were my middle school teacher, I would have written a fan fiction about you." Leona snickered trying to lighten up the mood. "Oh yeah?" "Definitely!" Leona smiled even though he couldn
He was absolutely breathtaking. Not in the physical view but him being a father. It attracted her so much more than before. It built up sexual frustration, for so long she wondered if he would ever split her into two again. His voice was raspy and it made the folds in between her legs water with need. Even knowing she had a boyfriend, she still craved for Eric. She craved for everything he had to offer. He was always able to help her reach some sort of heaven. "Sweetheart, it's time to sleep." Eric told his daughter dismissively switching off the television in front of her. "No no no peaze daddy!" Ara whined. Leona watched Eric calm their daughter down, as soon as he explained that she would be visiting her grandparents. She was way too happy, she forgot about Masha and the bear. Leona felt her breasts swell with so much need under her silk gown, when they had intensely made eye contact. Eric had always been a breath of fresh air to take in but there was just so much more about him
Happily ever after? Maybe not.Life is about challenges, life is about getting better, life is about constant conflicts to create a stronger bond. Life will not stay perfect but for a moment it can... not for a lifetime. There will come huddles after huddles but what makes it better is having the people you love by your side. Love is being able to put aside and forget your issues because they become irrelevant when you're with a certain person. Leona and Eric weren't perfect either. They tried their best to give their daughter a perfect family. Over the past years, there were moments when they had the worst arguments that would make Eric drive off out of anger leaving Leona worried sick until he returned or when Eric had to sleep on the couch. There were moment when Leona would get jealous of how close Eric was to his female co-workers. Moments when they would be so angry that they felt they were done and it wasn't working but after the anger cooled off they always reconciled with so
—Scrolling..Too chubby...Too short...Too skinny..."His smile is just creepy." I said to my best friend who gave me a smile of disbelief. How did I end up on this site looking for a potential rental boyfriend as if I'm about to rent a car? Well, being twenty-five and single doesn't help when your parents believe.."You should be married by now and this is the perfect age to have kids darling, you aren't getting any younger." My dear mother would always say every time, every given moment. My father would simply nod, it didn't help that I happened to be the only child. The only girl, I was your definition of a spoiled brat but it didn't bother me. My parents were well off, very well off... if I may say.My father is a well known surgeon around Los Angeles, my mother; she made a good house wife. They were practically the perfect couple, of course I wanted exactly what they had with someone one day, hopefully.They hated every single boyfriend, I had ever brought over. The Winters wer
My parents-Always held a annual gala, where all the funds went to charity. My father was always a giver and yes this year they expected me to bring someone. I had never brought anyone except Robbie, my stupid ex-boyfriend. We had been at it since our teenage days.He lived in our suburban area up north. My father took a great liking to him, I was happy and in-love. We were the perfect couple, we were going to get married and have a couple of kids but that all dissolved into acid when he made another woman pregnant. He told me, he was inlove with her and things between us weren't working. Everything suddenly became clearer and clearer, he had been with Brenda for a while... he cheated on me. He had ofcourse been planning to leave me but he couldn't you know why?My father is a doctor.That's sounds stupid because you're probably thinking. What does my father being a well known doctor have anything to do with my relationship with Robbie well-Robbie is a pediatrician. He absolutely ado
It had been-A week since I got acquainted to Eric Michelson. He was the most aggravating person I had ever came across in my life. Everything was going as planned, my parents had invited me to a cook out. I thought this would be the perfect time to introduce them to Eric. We were suppose to meet for lunch, he was an hour late when I decide I was about to leave. I would definitely find him in his suite playing stupid video games.Eric Michelson was everything, I did not want in a boyfriend."Leo.." I heard someone grabbing a chair across me. Looking up, I saw Eric, hair wet... tight fitting shirt and lose jeans that fit his waist perfectly. I had come to realize, he just loved wearing boots... was it a London thing or it was an Eric thing."You're late.""Thanks for emphasizing on that but I'm here now." He replied giving me a quick smile, it was genuine. My heart faltered a bit, he was actually smiling at me... not that I cared right.."Are you always late for everything, Michelson?"
Chapter 3: He was so late I should have known not to trust Eric, he was late as it is. I couldn't describe how much I loathed this day and the company around me. I scanned through the people who were conversing in my parents huge backkyard. My father was hysterically laughing at something Mr. Johnston, Laura's father had said. My mother was right beside me and I had questions for her."You really just had to invite him.." I let out a sardonic laugh, my dear mother raised her head to look at me as if I had grown two heads. She had her brunette hair in a nice bob. It suited her like a hand in glove. My mother was very beautiful and didn't look a day over forty."Robbie is still family, Leona." She gave me a small smile before her eyes went over to where he stood with Brenda. She was holding the bag with the babies needs and etc. I pictured her falling in the swimming pool in my head but as much as I wanted to hate her, I could never. Brenda Williams was a nice person. She didn't deser